A Celebration of Ordinary Days

They can seem few these days,
but ordinary days are like the wheels in the machine of life improving. That seems vivid in this era. In the quest of days the extraordinary and the not ordinary wash over us. Ordinary days are rare moments of being.

Watching Forrest Gump instead of the noisy hockey game.

A good extreme weather day

It was sheer bonus as we neared the plateau du 401
at the Chatham level. Chatham isn’t on the 401
but its exits are; we’re sailing along in a sunny day
when we see this line form in the sky ahead

As we drew near it became more enormous
and passing under it in awe was a great relief
like driving under the Ambassador Bridge in volatile fog
…then less than a minute later slaughtered with violent rain
Awesome weather

Chatham area on 401 had rarely seemed so pretty

Cormorant Apocalypse

There’s no question the cormorants have more in mind than just taking over Leslie Spit

 

There’s got to be a million of them. Their densely packed areas
say nothing of the vast numbers in mile wide V’s coming across the lake
as they scope new areas. The Canada Geese do look a bit besieged compared.
ufo cormorantis

Also was glad to see the Cedar Waxwing Avant Garde the alien bird
Love CWW’s because they relate to me as an equal
I’m still interpreting their power but still haven’t seen a frightened one
Robins are so robust and sparrows and starlings are here for the long run
hawks,
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mile long cormorant V
even the mallards are like wtf with the cormorants

Took two photos to get the whole line
and the lines were coming in every 70 seconds
to the crowded scene

Time to google how did people handle cormorants back where they come from

also saw a mink of bowevil who looked tired and dehyddrated
and a mockingbird

life on earth and water

It was actually awesomely spectacular on the lake and island in this weather.
The birds swarmed the land in the lake.  Like Vancouver, 7 weather occurances visible at all times.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

You could watch rain falling in 7 different places and see
areas of sunshine and blue skies, and plan short journeys.

 

I miss that multiweather from Vancouver.

You are given the best experiences of your life
knowing there will always be other kinds of days

until there’s none at all, but jeepers, be happy for the good ones.

 

 

We even discussed God, while bicycling.

I was so happy.

I compared the question to a thing on the radio, a scientist talking about the minds of octopus and the approximate reality that there’s no way human beings can know what octopi are thinking with those large brains all directly connected to the extremities nervous system
a completely different thinking,

that it would be that and then some to imagine the mind of
the whichever superdeity and there’d be no way of having a clue
just like an octopus. So people should think for themselves
learn everything they can and come to their beliefs
about what is true. Like this miniature cow from India does.

A Perfect Day On The Island

Aesthetically Snowy Day

This afternoon’s snow seemed like a spirit messsage
far more so than “snow”
It seemed like an aestheticized christening of the yard
The silent gentle and pictoral snow
just laid itself in at the time on Sundays
when people are 75% napping and seminapping
even as they do what they do,
relaxing and basking in whatever is

Some might be watching a movie about Klimt
and almost living it at the same time

Not to overly complicate this,
all it was was pretty snow

and enhanced by the creativity of the people at the back of the building when it comes to the back yard

A Day With Everything

Remarkable,
you’d almost think it meant something
when all of your going concerns suddenly reflected one day.

I won’t do chronological order this day
one has to go with feeling.

First off, seeing one of the gemcat descendents looking so healthy
and even more refined in tiny bear like ways
then a hawk over the bus stop, but a hawk I’m not familiar with
Crows doing their thing, sparrows obviously, the home team,
and canada/american geese that like fried rice a lot
temporally aschew but all part of this day

The Birds of this ending Winter (the BW)

Today started with thick snow and now it is night
and raining. Winter is ending, truly, this time.

Kind of grizzly way for it to kind of squeeze out the most
bone blending damp chill it could come up with really.
But I feel great. Timely combination of heat rub and aloe cream
and the true holy spirit that is love for the beings of the sky.

Starling Sparrow War Goes Deadly, Crows, Languaging Depression and Grief

What do starling and sparrow wars have to do
with languaging out of depression and through grief?
They are examples of equally valid beings in conflict with each other.

Depression isn’t the end of the world, and grief is part of life.
Imagine the sadness of leaving the womb. Expelled.
At least baby birds get to peck their own way out of the egg. There’s a yin yang to it.

The starlings know I don’t dislike them
they just can’t take the piping holes
which are so valuable to the sparrows.
Whom actually fit in them!

Here are some of the good things about depression.
You’re tired and need to rest.
And then for a while be depressed.

Do the things you enjoy.
Every single depression prone person you say this to
has a reaction. Everyone’s heard it, from ‘smile more’
to go out and meet people, “you should be outside doing something”
what a bonus to be depressed and not have to.

The incredible thing with sparrows and starlings
is that many times of year they get along.
They have meetings in a tree by Jehovah’s Witness Grand Hall
the whole adult sparrow clans and plenty starlings
and they’ll sit in the tree and dazzle flutter around
but always 80-85% of both scholes of birds
on their several trees of branches
clearly discussing how things have gone

Anyway the sparrows are family to me.
I’ve worked there 15 years or so
every disaster with an egg, squirrel or bird
in the ever contested piping holes

mutual trust of each other is
ongoingly mutual.

But in the spring they resume at war
the starlings come in all strategically
pointers take up positions well away from the piping holes
and if you start to look around
there’s more and more starlings
gradually taking up positions
til they outnumber the sparrows who live there.
The sparrows cluster around the piping whole
and thats when I come out. 2005 we had starlings
in our piping wholese. The starlings of today
don’t even remember the hell that was.
Starling internecine battles in the piping
were far too depressing to listen to while working

and it wasn’t good for them either
so I help the sparrows

it is always gradual. It can take 11 hours.
7 to 11 hours.As Benjamin Franklin wrote

“energy and persistence can conquer all”

The strategies for languaging out of depression
and through grief are non medical non durg
they include experincing depression loss distrust fear and grief
and finally emerging no stressed and somewhere near the world of outside of pain

And this is how it works, evero forev

oAWA Oases of not feeling sad disappointed stressed and depressed
life good, what we all work to the grand blancmange of hope

It goes to every last thing, “Yes, you can violently make your turn
even though I have right of way, you can be surly while taking my…

work leaps across the street just 3 times smarter than a deer
*(most people are only 2, 2.5, 2.9 times smarter than a deer

It will be a good week, finding out what happens

beautiful snowsheathed expansion bluewhitenight&day hawk crows or other bird

Amazingly beautiful day, there’s some special clarity

when the sky is sealed and the snow is bright

everything glows warmly and the wind goes still

Night and day look about the same

Felt the same night as at the day, just better
Yoga is valid in my books. I’ve been learning yoga
in private lessons, unlimited depths of lesson

Wednesday will be such a day

In yoga, there are times the muscle pull in tight all around the skeleton
and then expand outward simultaneously opening up

expanding in every direction

and everything is fine
out in the outer peripheries
and in the core

Part Two: The Crows, The Seagulls, The Hawk

Rare convergence of ornate crows and richly hued seagulls in their winter colours
and so near each other you never see that

You don’t see seagulls like that in the summer.
So strong, so individuated. And the crows this time of year
up their game. They have their offspring now, so they’re ready for spring
(so they chase hawks across the sky)

But it was rare enough seeing the crows in tight around Mandarin back parking lot
very established winter residence of the seagulls, starlings and sparrows
and then the white ring under the leader crow’s adam’s apple
I have never seen that

reaching back for gramma
reaching back for the other gramma
reaching back for great gramma
reaching back for the other great gramma
who was her mother?
dropping down the willows
straight forward
reaching back for the lion
reaching back for edgar cayce
reaching over for
reaching up to
rolling

reaching out from the centre

Island January ~ Happy Photos

We’re like a leadership group for being happy when you can.
My cophotographer on this, and I, such an All Time glorious being,
when as such time allows, we just have fun. Good old fashioned fun
an example to the world. A snowstorm wouldn’t pose the slightest difficulty.
In fact it would be a very lucky time at which to be snowbound
Rather than hate on things like that,
have some good experiences. Energy. Alive.

I want to be sequential with these photos, so the sheer wonder of it
is cosmically imprinted WE LIKE THE WORLD; WE WANT IT TO CONTINUE.